Oh god that was probably creepy, it's over. I'll spend the festival alone." I panic.Before my train of though finish I notice she's standing over me. ...Hey, are you going to the festival too? I'm Jenny by the way. We'd like a man we know so we don't get harassed at the camping area. Why don't you sit next to us and we can plan where we'll raise our tents together", she smirks. "Yeah..." is all I'm able to respond with."Seems like you already raised your tent, hihihi", she looks at my groin. SHE. The bubble bath was heaven and for the first time in my life I was finally shedding myself of my ugly hair on my chest, arms, underarms, and legs. Smoothing on my softly scented vanilla lotion caused quite a wonderful burning in my loins, a burning that would soon be satisfied. I ran my laundry items down the hall and started my first load of delicate wash. Wanting to be somewhat discrete about what I was washing, I threw several white dress shirts in with my soft ivory and pink items. . The locker room took justice into their own hands, they tossedhim out into the arena in his underwear then told the dirtsheets to stayaway from the GCW.The boys kept her centered and got her to see that things were going tobe alright and that she had to do the job no matter what. They knew thewrestlers would retaliate, they heard from the men themselves that theyloved Taylor like a sister and nobody hurts her. She was able to focuson the task at hand and left things to the wrestlers to handle,. The glistening moisture around the folds of her exposed bald pussy that seemed to ache with desire and the way her long blonde hair cascaded around her shoulders. She was perfect. I wanted to be perfect.*Okay, calm down, smile, sit up straight, and thrust your little tits out. You can do this!*I brushed my long black hair back and made eye contact with Mr. Perlman as he explained how things worked in the music business. I found myself smiling so wide that surely all of my perfect little white.